Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Sweet girl has been such a trooper. She was fine all weekend..just seemed to not eat much, which is pretty normal lately with her. When I picked her up from the sitter on Monday I noticed a rash on her neck but I thought it was just from teething as she had been having diarrhea and chewing on her hands. She also has been waking up in the middle of the night wanting to be cuddled and rocked, but I contributed that to her teeth again. Clearly I have no sick child mom intuition.

Yesterday we woke up late so we dressed her in a hurry and when I got to the sitter, I lifted up her shirt to show her the rash on her neck..and was shocked to see little red bumps all over her chest and back. A few had also popped up on her head and face. I immediately started freaking out, promptly left the sitter & called the pediatrician. My husband came and met me as I couldn't miss work, and when he took her to the doctor they told him chicken pox and a bad ear infection. He also said they treated Saige like she had the plague and whisked them out a secret sick kid door. Poor girl.

I absolutely hate ear infections. First off, I never know that she has one until I take her to the doctor for an unrelated issue..and find out she has one. Then I feel like an awful mom for not knowing about it after I let her cry in her crib the previous night. And then there is the amoxicillin which gives her the worst diarrhea and diaper rash. But at least it tastes like bubble gum.

So anyway..since she had the MMRV vaccine at her 12 month checkup, it should hopefully be just a mild case. She hasn't gotten any more spots and they don't seem to itch or irritate her. I have no idea where she got it from as none of the kids at the sitter are showing any signs or symptoms. It could have been the park or just being out & about. The silver lining though? The Dr. said it's best to have it young when it's not as severe.

Luckily both of her grandmas came to the rescue and will be giving her all the TLC she needs while mom & dad are at work. Thank you all for your kind words & prayers for my spotty lady.

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

After much arguing and pleading with him not to go, my husband bounded out the door Saturday morning to head to Hoboken for an unnecessary day of St. Patrick's Day festivities. I swear i'm still not bitter/holding a grudge/almost threw all his stuff onto the front lawn. No not at all.

Anyway, S and I had a day at home to clean, nap, call the hubs 13 times, and just relax. One of my best friends Ali so kindly asked us over for a sleepover at her place in the city. She has an 8 month old boy named Mason and it seemed like a fabulous idea, much better than spending the night in our recently crime-ridden neighborhood alone. I headed to the big city around 5 with my whiny toddler who refused to take a second nap that day. As soon as we got to their place, she was busy busy busy. Clearly she's getting sick of her toys at home because new toys? So much more thrilling. She also recognized her jumperoo that we had lent to them. She was all "mine, mine, mine".

Saige was all about Mason. After all, it will be an arranged marriage. She wanted to help feed him, shared all the toys, and even kissed his cheek. So meant to be. Now as for the actual sleeping part of the sleepover? Didn't go as well. They both went down around 8 and S slept fine until around 11:30. Then she was up and squirmish and had no interest in going back into the pack n play. So at 2:00 am..we went home. Our first co-ed sleepover was a bust. Clearly she isn't made for city livin'.

But the good news? She slept until 1:00 in the afternoon. And so did I.